Azuna’s palm pressed forward, and the blood-earth chains twisted with a mind of their own, more jutting out of the ground and finding their target. They coiled tighter and erupted in violent crimson thorns that pierced through the wyrm’s wings and wrapped around its limbs like executioner’s ropes.
The lances struck next. One by one, they slammed into the wyrm’s body, fiery decoys meant to distract and wound. The real one buried itself right into the wyrm’s side, exploding with a thunderous roar that blew away a chunk of its armor-plated flesh. The wyrm bellowed, twisting in agony, completely not expecting an attack of this magnitude.
Blood poured out of its wings, which Damon happily absorbed, not even leaving behind a single lick of it.
At the same time, Azuna whispered something in a tongue lost to time. The blood orb in her hand shot forward towards the wyrm, and even though the wyrm erected a shield to protect itself, it was of no use.
Even as the orb made contact with the fire shield, crimson tendrils seeped out of the blood orb into the shield and then onto the wyrm. The beast roared in confusion. More and more tendrils started seeping inside, and the wyrm was suddenly out of its depth, unsure of what to do about this attack.
Its entire body lit up in flames, and yet the crimson tendrils refused to yield. Threads of crimson light branched out from the core of the orb like a spreading infection, racing through the wyrm’s veins. The orb bloomed inside it.
From the outside, its body began to glow with eerie red fractures, as if it had been shattered from within and barely held together by raw fury. It stumbled, wings jerking erratically as the corruption took hold.
And then the curse struck.
A system notification shimmered in Damon’s vision:
[World Spirit’s Curse applied: Bloodrot – Your target’s regeneration is halted. Defense reduced by 60%. Fire resistance suppressed.]
Damon’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expected Azuna’s attack to be so powerful, but then again, he knew little to nothing about her. He really needed to find out more information about her and her abilities.
"Master, I am unable to linger here any longer." Azuna’s voice sweetly whispered in his ears.
Damon nodded. "You have done more than enough for me. Please rest now."
This was enough. This was more than enough. He charged forward with several crimson lances appearing around him. At the same time, the black robed figure shot towards the wyrm. Damon grunted. "Nope. Buddy. Not going to happen." He had paid a huge price for this to happen, and there was no way he was going to let this dude undo everything at the last moment.
The beast tamer typically needed to be in touch with the beast or in the vicinity of the beast in order to intervene in anything. Considering who this was, Damon had no doubt that the guy had many ways to rescue the wyrm and completely heal it.
Damon quickly absorbed all of it, everything that he could take in. His body sucked in the rich powerful essence like a hungry devil and blood essence from all of the battlefield was pulled into his body.
Crimson tendrils from all over the battlefield shot towards him. He was a one-man spectacle for everyone to see. His power continued to surge, and a tortured, broken screech left the wyrm’s throat, one that echoed for miles.
The beast crashed into the ground, carving a trench into the earth like a meteor impact. The battlefield shook with aftershocks as chunks of molten rock and bone flew into the air. Its limbs twitched uncontrollably. It was sending out seething waves of fire in all directions out of rage and agony.
Damon did not let the chance slip by. Even as his body was pulling in all of the blood essence, even as his mana core screamed as if it was about to explode, he pushed himself one more time, conjuring another flaming crimson lance, one with 50% of his power output this time.
He had to make this count!
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